Both of their mouths still carried the scent of alcohol. Pello claid the remaining cheese with a kiss, and then, he moved towards the red lips fragrant with the aroma of wine.
"Pello, no," Su Ziceng resisted, although she understood that today was the birthday she had promised to honor. It was a rather sensitive day for Pello.
"You still owe a birthday present," Pello completely blocked Su Ziceng’s resistance, he took off her coat, and with slight drunkenness, he carried Su Ziceng towards the bedroom.
There were so things he had been suppressing for a long ti, regardless of how he would deal with Su Ziceng in the future.
In the room, gasps echoed. Su Ziceng couldn’t push Pello away, and in the end, she gave up struggling. Her shirt was pulled down, her fingers now touching Pello’s stark-naked and muscular body.
She didn’t know if the heat from the alcohol had dissipated, or if it was the warmth within herself that made her entire body go limp.
The mattress sank deeply as Pello’s successive kisses swallowed all her breaths and gasps.
Her chest swelled with his touches. Su Ziceng’s mind flashed back to her wedding night with Hang Yishao. That ti, she experienced an unforgettable pain in her life.
Pello was sowhat dissatisfied with Su Ziceng’s distraction. He undid his belt and lifted her up slightly. The heat from beneath road over her soft belly, "What are you thinking about?"
Su Ziceng wanted to reply, but Pello’s tongue quickly blocked her mouth again.
"I don’t want to hear any other nas. Right now, in your mind, just having is enough," after spreading her legs, Su Ziceng instinctively retreated back.
The phone rang in the living room, Su Ziceng froze, and Pello’s voice contained a burst of anger as his fingers probed inside of Su Ziceng’s body.
"!" Su Ziceng twisted her body slightly, her eyes flickering with difficulty, her body was honest, and it was still dry at this mont.
"What exactly are you thinking about," Pello grew irritated.
"It’s not like that, Pello," Su Ziceng wanted to tell him that he needed so patience, but she didn’t know how to explain.
The phone kept ringing, and Pello got out of bed angrily.
Su Ziceng felt a bit guilty, she put on a piece of clothing, and walked towards the living room.
Pello was sulking in the room, upset by Su Ziceng’s reactions. Su Ziceng in the living room suddenly let out a short cry of shock.
Quickly coming out, Pello saw Su Ziceng standing in the middle of the living room, draped in his coat, her long legs standing under the light, like fine jade.
"Ziceng, let’s drink so more," Pello turned to get wine, the bottle still in his palm.
"Pello, I need to go back first, my dad isn’t feeling well," Su Ziceng hurried into the bedroom, clumsily putting on her clothes. Her complexion was poor, the flush from the passion earlier had now faded.
"I’ll take you back," Pello walked into the bedroom, Su Ziceng looked very anxious.
"No need," Su Ziceng replied, she was in the panic brought on by that phone call. Her long hair fell down, covering the love bites Pello left on her neck.
The door was quickly shut, Pello stood alone in the apartnt. He turned to look downstairs; Su Ziceng had hailed a taxi, but that car did not head towards Zone 2. He went to the study and turned on the video surveillance; Su Qingzhang’s study and Su Ziceng’s bedroom were both empty.
He contacted Yan Wuxu next, making sure that Su Qingzhang was able to play with children now, with no abnormalities in his health.
So, why was Su Ziceng’s face filled with panic.
Pello thought for a mont, and hastily contacted Shang Yin. There shouldn’t be any problem on Shang Yin’s side.
"Are you ever going to stop, I told you, the person is in my hands now, life or death is for to decide," Shang Yin was fuming due to the persistent calls from Chang Chi.
Won are won; a few days ago, she was pleading for help to kill Hang Yishao, but now, she was asking him not to be hard on Hang Yishao. He is a kidnapper, and soone actually dared to bargain with a kidnapper.
"Shang Yin, what’s going on?" Pello knew, at this mont Shang Yin must have kidnapped Hang Yishao.
"Oh, it’s Pello," Shang Yin was currently driving Hang Yishao into the mountains. He preferred to work alone and although this ti kidnapping a big man required so effort to move, once entering the mountain road, everything beca easier, "It’s just that bitch Chang Chi."
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